Mridula Chatterjee, a feisty widow runs her own ! NGO for people with disabilities in Kolkata. Her grandson, Rohan, whom she has brought up single handedly comes home for his vactions from law school in Bangalore. Rohan's natural curiosity about his grandmother's life comples her to dredge up memories that had long remained confined within her heart. Memories of her university days; of the turbulence hearlding of the Naxalite era of poetry and idealism, of Aftaab Jaffrey and a love inevitably lost in the wake of communal prejudices. Memories of her hurriely arranged marriage and the untimely death of her husband while she was pregnant. Memories of her daughter, Palaash, a nightclub crooner, always troubled, always tempestuous. Defined by Palaash's fits of insecurity about her wayward drummer husband, Dev and Mridula's own emotionally disbalanced relationship with her only child. Memories of a research trip to the rural areas of Birbhum where she happened to encounter Aftaab Jaffrey again, now married to the alcoholic Rabea. As Mridula unravels the past to Rohan and his girlfriend, Tara, they begin to understand the choices she had to make-for herself as well as for Rohan. And why in the end she was forced to reveal a strictly guarded secret to Palaash and then move on alone despite her daughter's death and the possibility of a second chance with Aftaab.